Reflection | By : SarAndAsh Category: WWF/WWE > Het - Male/Female Views: 2011 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Amelia’s POV
I was seriously pissed off, pacing back and forth. I swear if I get my hands on that asshole I will not be held responsible for my actions, and Phillip Brooks should honestly be more worried about me than Steve or my father. Although, by the looks of things, Glenn wants to get his hands on him just as bad. He was currently leaning against the hard brick with his head tilted back, eyes closed and fists clenched. He looked like he was going to blow up at this point. I stopped my pacing and moved over to him, wrapped my arms around his waist the best I could and laid my head on his chest. I wasn’t worried about my dad seeing us now, I honestly didn’t care.
My eyes were shut when Glenn wrapped his arms around me, obviously he didn’t care either. I don’t know how long we stood there, not talking, just leaning against the damn wall, but soon enough we heard the sound of a car approaching and I pulled away from Glenn. Did I care if Dad saw us together, no, but I’d rather tell him about us first. I really didn’t need to deal with that at the moment. Steve was out of the SUV before it even stopped, and was running towards us. I’m not sure if he looked more pissed off or scared. The fact that he even looked a little scared left me unnerved, because Stone Cold didn’t get scared, ever.
“Where is she?” He said, obviously looking around for her. “Inside; back corner with Shannon Moore and Jeff Hardy.” With that he was gone; I knew he wouldn’t stay still long. A few seconds later, my dad walked up to us and stared at us. It was like he was calculating something. He shook his head and walked into the bar. That was fairly close, I don’t know whether he suspected something or not, but he didn’t seem to want to say anything at the moment. I let out a breath that I didn’t realize I was holding and slumped back against the wall. Looking over at Glenn, I gave him a small smile and moved into his arms once again for a quick hug.
“Are you coming in?” I thought about it for a second and decided against it, I shook my head and leaned back against the wall again. “Nah, I’m gonna stay out here for a bit.” He nodded gave my hand a quick squeeze and went back inside. I watched him go and then looked out towards the road. It was finally starting to rain and there was a flash of lightning. The quick flash of light lit up the sky, and when it did I failed to hold back a gasp. Standing not even 10 feet in front of me was Punk, the last person I wanted to see, and the person that I was sure I wanted to hurt, badly.
Now, I could either approach him myself ,or go inside and let the men know he was there. I figured that Steve would want the satisfaction of ripping him apart, so I backed myself up to the door, not wanting to turn my back on him. When I made it inside, I went straight for Steve who was currently hugging Reg. “Steve, want to get some revenge?” I don’t think I’ve seen him move so quick, everyone looked at me and waited for me to continue. “Brooks is outside right now if you want to have a go at him.” All at once Steve, Dad, Jeff, Shannon and Glenn booked it out the door, leaving me to look after Reg.
“You ok big sis?” What was I saying? Of course she wasn’t ok. She shook her head and I ended up with her in my arms yet again, not that I minded seeing as if it were me she would do the same. We stayed that way for a good 20 minutes before the guys returned. “Did you get him?” Simple question really, but judging from the looks on their faces they either didn’t beat him enough and he was still moving, or he managed to get away. I looked at Glenn and he only shook his head. I frowned and handed Reg off to Shannon, who was currently holding his arms out. Surprisingly, she went right to him without any issues.
I sat down beside Glenn in the booth that we had all moved into, that way there was room for all of us. I was trying to keep as close to Glenn as possible without making people suspicious at how close we actually were. I swear it took maybe 5 minutes of sitting there in silence before Steve decided that they should find Phil, beat the hell out of him and then ditch him at the police station. Honestly, I was expecting her to agree but she said absolutely nothing, just stared off into space, and I seriously hope that she still didn’t want to be with him, especially after what he pulled tonight.
I wasn’t really putting anything into the conversation, not that anyone noticed because they were all busy plotting Phil’s death. I’m pretty sure that the only person who actually noticed was Glenn, because he casually dropped his hand under the table and gave mine a quick squeeze without looking at me. He knew I was as upset about what happened as Regan was, and if Phillip Brooks were to meet an unfortunate end anytime soon it wouldn’t be soon enough. Of course with Steve now pissed at Phil, it may be sooner than I think. First of all, Steve never liked Phil and the idea of Reg with Phil just pissed him off even more. Now that Phil has done what he has...well I expect to see Phil’s head on a stick.
“So, he’s in room 656 right?” asked Steve. “Yeah, he’s 2 doors down from me and Shan,” Jeff piped up. Now they were literally planning his demise, I hope they videotape it. “Could someone give me a ride back to the hotel?” Reg said in a small voice. Glenn looked at her and then at me, and as if knowing my thoughts he said “I’ll take you, I’m tired anyway.” I smiled at him, and I of course couldn’t let them go alone. “I’ll come too. I don’t want you alone Reg.” We said goodbye to everyone and Glenn led us out the door and to the car, looking around for any signs of Phil.
I sat in the front with Glenn while Reg sat quietly in the back seat. Glenn was yet again holding my hand the whole way. When we arrived at the hotel, I wasn’t sure whether or not I was actually going to the room with Regan or if I was going to Glenn’s room. Seeing as he led us to our room, it appeared that I was going there. Reg went on into the room while I stayed in the hall with Glenn. “Are you gonna come in for a bit?” Please say yes! “I would darlin’ but I think Reg needs you more than I do at the moment. Besides I really am tired.”
I smiled at him and moved to hug him. What was supposed to be a hug turned into me, yet again, being 2 feet off the ground, in his arms and locked in a passionate kiss. Usually he had to lift me up, not that I was heavy or anything. He gave me a quick squeeze and put me down. “I’ll see you tomorrow baby girl.” With that he walked off towards his room, which was just down the hall, and I watched him disappear through his door. I opened my door and when I closed it, I almost slid down it with a funny grin on my face. And then I remembered what happened tonight, and the smile was wiped off my face.
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